Balian felt a surge of anger as he saw this, knowing that this scourge had a white face and a dark heart, so he would not be easily obedient.
This bitch will still find ways to seduce people and try his best to achieve his goals.
His body was as stiff as a corpse, and he knew very well that Shu Ci had an unyielding temper, and he could not drive him away or lecture him at the moment.
He simply turned his gaze elsewhere, no longer looking at the goblin on the bed who was trying to seduce people.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Shu Ci guessed that this little guy, who had only been generous for a few days, knew that the karma in his body was too poor, and he became stingy and unwilling to share it with others.
So once we returned to before liberation, we were on guard against treating her as a thief again?
If I had known this, I should have bitten him into my stomach and eaten him completely.
This saves you from having to expend a lot of effort every time you want to stutter to eat him.
Shu Ci hugged her big tail, with an expression of indescribable resentment. Her thoughts were spinning, and she slowly turned over, leaning closer to the edge of the bed.
Balian had already started to meditate and didn't look at her.
Shu Ci then gained courage and slowly turned over.
She seemed to have nails in her body, rolling and rolling on the bed, rolling to the edge of the bed.
Her body was so soft and charming that it seemed like she had no bones, and she was shaky, as if she might fall off the bed at any time.
But after all, the eight-tailed Shu Ci does not need to be as brainless and direct as the seven-tailed form. It would be too pretentious to fall from the bed into his arms at this time.
If the purpose is too obvious, I'm afraid the temptation will fail and the fox will bend his back.
So Shu Ci just rolled to the edge of the bed and stopped rolling outside of the bed. She stayed on the edge of the bed, lying there with her graceful body bent sideways.
The waist on the side sinks into a charming arc, which makes the buttocks plump and high. There are a pair of snow-white and crystal-clear feet, and the fluffy white tail hooks around the calves gently.
I don’t know when she started to become so familiar with her ability to show off her coquettishness.
She rested her head with one hand on one side, her hair was spread smoothly and fluffily behind her, her shoulders were stretched out lazily, and her head was magnanimous and seductive. It was clearly a static posture lying on her side on the couch.
But only Shuci can lie down alive into a swaying and moving scenery.
Balian originally thought she would take this opportunity to pretend to fall off the bed.
After all, this is the usual routine of the shameless Nanao Shuci.
If you use too much, you will naturally use oil.
Of course, Balian is not afraid of the moves that use oil, and he has his own back-up moves.
But I never expected that Shu Ci would roll to the edge of the bed and stop rolling.
It's like deliberately jumping across the bottom line of Balian repeatedly. There is a limit, but it just doesn't pass the line.
It doesn't matter if Balian scolds him, or if he doesn't scold him.
Bai Lian was aroused and felt sulky...
"Pap..." A fluffy and soft snow-white fox tail covering Shu Ci slipped down from the bed.
It's like a soft quilt that accidentally slipped off a beautiful woman's body, carrying a wisp of the soft orchid foxtail fragrance.
Once it touches Balian's skin, the light, warm and soft fragrance seems to come alive, followed instantly by wisps of intoxicating and deep fragrance, like orchid and musk.
Smoke clouds lingered between the skin of Balian's nose.
The young man's cheeks instantly turned a burning red color.
The faint and deep fragrance was like a giant beast with an open mouth, heading towards Balian's clear consciousness to devour it.
The charm poison combined with the unique tail fragrance of this fox tribe is like putting Balian on a fire to roast, and the corpse beads that were slowly spinning in the half-dead heart seemed to have stopped suddenly.
Balian felt his ears were empty.
It was as if there were countless invisible, slender and tender little hands stained with pink aura in the air, grasping his mind in vain.
He was still unable to dispel this strange temptation. The fox tail, which seemed to exude a strange and charming aura from every down, clearly landed on his quilt intentionally.
It was Xuxu who landed on his waist.
Separated by the not-too-thin blanket, the weak and boneless tail exuding warm body heat passed by Balian's side.
Even though they were separated by a blanket, the place where the tail touched seemed to be on fire, boiling all the way.
The tip of the soft tail hit the Demon Lord's name with great precision, as if it was deliberately mischievous, and drilled back and forth in circles on the rough skin.
Balian's body was extremely tense, and his ten knuckles were extremely pale when pinched. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils were shrinking tightly!
He almost squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Shu——Ci——!!!"
The enchanting vixen lying on the couch deliberately looked like she had just fallen asleep, rubbed her eyelids and said innocently: "We agreed to eat and sleep without talking, why do you want to disturb us like this, little one?"
Or have you figured it out and decided to sleep with me?"
Balian tried to catch her flailing tail, but unexpectedly, the big fluffy and soft tail turned out to be as slippery as a loach.
Shu Ci clearly did not turn his eyes towards him, but he avoided Bailian's palm gently and skillfully.
Sliding to the other side, the seemingly soft tail carried a resilience that could not be ignored.
It actually wrapped around Bai Lian's waist dexterously, and tightened it forcefully into a thin waist outline. The tail wrapped around the waist and stroked up and down and shook constantly.
The tip of the tail chases him relentlessly, drilling, teasing, biting, and flicking, specifically dealing with the bite where the devil's name is written, driving the person crazy.
Bailian made a sound like grinding his teeth: "Where! Where is the wind! Take! Good! Your! Tail!"
Shu Ci covered his mouth in surprise, as if he had just seen the strange situation here. His charming face was full of surprise: "Huh? Why did my tail fall to the ground? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I almost fell asleep just now.
It was on and I didn’t notice it.”
She raised her fist and tapped her head lightly, showing a very fake apologetic smile: "Oh my, my fault is that I have too many tails. Every time I fall asleep, I don't know how to move them.
In the past, when you and the little one were trapped in the same bed, you would help me hold our tails and put them away."
"Nowadays, we sleep alone, and the bed is so small. There is nothing we can do about the fact that one or two of the tails covering our body occasionally fall out of control and fall to the ground."
Balian expressionlessly looked down at the tail that was tightly wrapped around him, and the tip of the tail was still beating rhythmically around his waist.
This shameless bitch calls this careless?!
"You call this being out of control?! How can your tail be so tightly wrapped out of control?!"
Shu Ci talked nonsense without even blushing. She lowered her head in a pretentious manner, with a very embarrassed look on her face: "Just now, I was half asleep, as if I was dreaming about roasted chicken. The roasted chicken will spit out
Turn on the fire, sprinkle yourself with salt and spices, and roast yourself until it's cooked and fragrant.
We wanted to catch a chicken and eat it, but we didn't know that the roasted chicken would still be restless after it was cooked, and it could jump around and escape.
The roasted chicken was cooked so well that it tempted the fox, but he was stingy enough not to take a bite.
In my dream, I got angry and anxious for a moment, so I had to use my tail to catch the roasted chicken."
Foxes love roasted chicken, this is an unchanging law throughout the ages.
"Who would have thought that this was a dream. I was just too hungry and wanted to eat roast chicken, so my tail slipped out uncontrollably and got wrapped around you."
"Well...this is force majeure, and there's nothing we can do about it."
have to.
If he can't afford to offend him, why can't he afford to hide from her?
Balian held on to her precarious consciousness and the feeling of heaviness in her body, and used all her strength to break free of her tail.
Hug your little quilt tightly and prepare to walk a little further.
Stay away from Shu Ci, and you will be safe tonight.
Shu Ci could never have imagined that after she used Weixiang, Balian would have such perverted concentration.
If he stays far away, no matter how many tails she has, no matter how provocative they are, it will not help.
Just when Shu Ci finally felt a little discouraged.
From her invisible perspective, a slender, snow-white hand quietly came out from under the bed and grabbed a corner of Balian's quilt.
Underneath the silent strength, there is hidden the heavy power of sealing Mount Tai.
Balian was halfway up when he was pulled to a halt.
His face instantly turned green.
My mind exploded like five thunderbolts.
The trace of luck in my heart was instantly shattered.
under the bed!
There are actually people!
Balian knew who the owner of that hand was.
This one is as white as cold jade, and you can deeply feel the coldness and indifference with just one hand.
Besides ninety-nine, who else could it be?!
So these two puppet cats never left under his bed?!
And not only did he watch a good show of Shu Ci, but he even had a panoramic view of how Ning Feiyan teased him, how Hongzhuang was hungry and thirsty, and the process of forcibly extracting his essence.
Balian, who had received a good education since childhood, instantly felt like his face was on fire, and his cheeks were as hot as if they were dipped in chili juice.
And what does it mean to hold him back for ninety-nine?!
When this doubt suddenly arose, lightning flashed in Balian's mind.
He quickly realized that Jiujiu didn't like to owe favors to others.
Her move was actually to repay the kindness of the Feiying Yanshu.
Balian's heart is full of energy!
I am speechless at Jiujiu's character who likes to trace back to his roots.
Although this crimson cherry flame tree was found and gifted by Shu Ci, if you want Shu Ci to use this treasure to save your life, that is simply fanciful.
Shu Ci doesn't have the time to save an unrelated person.
He was clearly the one who cut out half of the heart, peeled away the Crimson Sakura Flame Tree, and forcibly fused the two into a single, fresh and complete heart to give to her.
Why does Jiujiu want to help Shu Ci and bully him together at this moment?
Balian was so sad and angry that he struggled a few times, but found that the hand pressing his quilt was motionless, as stable as a mountain, as if a seal had been placed on it.
He was determined to give up his quilt.
But without the cover, he couldn't guarantee that in this situation, Shu Ci would be able to keep his bestiality from showing off while Shu Ci watched him helplessly.
Without the quilt, he will become more dangerous tonight.
Since Jiujiu has not left, Ning Feiyan, who is so naughty and loves to join in the fun, may not be able to leave at this moment, and is squatting under the bed watching the show.
This also means that Hongzhuang is not gone either.
As soon as the quilt was pulled away, Xiao Hongzhuang, who was stuck in the turbulent stage, was afraid that the smell of her body would stick to her.
When Hongzhuang faced Shuci, she was no longer on the same level of fighting power, but she was trying to snatch a piece of food. There might be a murder tonight.
Balian was forced to have no choice but to sit back slowly with his frozen body.
But in Shu Ci's eyes, this subtle little gesture took on another meaning.
If you want to reject it, welcome it.
He clearly wants it, but he also cares about face and respects the dignity of a man. He has to be coquettish with her and has to be coaxed by a fox before he is willing to jump into the bowl obediently.
If he really stood up and stayed away from her, Shuci would be able to feel that he was indeed unable and unwilling to feed her again tonight.
The eight tails are not as strong as the seven tails of love. If this is true, Shu Ci will not force it tonight, and forget about it if it is hungry.
But now, this little guy sits down with his butt off the ground...
Although the movements were very subtle, Shu Ci still felt the strong 'suggestion' emanating from his body.
In response to this, Shu Ci immediately became energetic and his eyes became bright and excited.
She sat up from the bed, stretched out her eight tails, and tied Balian tightly into a rice dumpling.
She still had a pitiful look on her face that was about to cry, and her two pointed fox ears were placed horizontally against her head, as if she was the one being bullied.
“When we are hungry, we tend to suffer from insomnia and dreaminess. If we dream about roasted chicken, all the eight tails must have caught the chicken in the dream.
As a result, the cold night is long, and the body will inevitably catch a cold. Little guy, you don't want me to sleep badly, right? If not, why don't you go to bed and help me put my tail away?"
There was a cautious tone of discussion in his mouth, and the eight tails under his body were unambiguous at all, wrapping tightly around Balian's body.
Without listening to his answer whether he was willing or not, he pulled Balian onto the bed just like a beautiful fox with a good face but a vicious heart dragging its prey into its cave.
Jiujiu's hand that grabbed the quilt skillfully pulled off the quilt.
In this way, it would be easier for Shu Ci to get this fragrant roast chicken.
Just as Balian was about to open his mouth to speak, Shuci wrapped a tail around his cheek and covered his mouth, not giving him any chance to refuse.
One of the tails swam slowly, and she stood up from a half-sitting position, raising her skirt with both hands in a very ladylike manner...
Under the bed, Jiujiu calmly withdrew his palm, as if nothing had happened.
Ning Feiyan stopped eating melon seeds.
The expression of Hongzhuang is also extremely subtle.
Within the pavilion, there was silence for a moment.
But soon, the bed above his head shook.
The gauze-white bed curtains swayed like dancing. Ning Feiyan's expression was slightly cold, but he still smiled to himself: "It seems that the girl has a close relationship with this Lord Mohe."